Antony, clasping his hands—"I wish they would go away! I wish they would go away!"
Apollonius—"I will snatch off before your eyes the armour of the Gods; we shall force the sanctuaries; I will make you violate the pythoness!"
Antony—"Help, Lord!"
He flings himself against the cross.
Apollonius—"What is your desire? your dream? There's barely time to think of it ..."
Antony—"Jesus, Jesus, come to my aid!"
Apollonius—"Do you wish me to make Jesus appear?"
Antony—"What? How?"
Apollonius—"It shall be He—and no other! He shall cast off His crown, and we shall speak together face to face!"
Damis, in a low tone—"Say what you wish for most! Say what you wish for most!"